Sunday, September 4, 2011
The soft, almost impressionistic image shines with a depth of which there are far too few words to express the magnitude of all of nature represented in this small garden beauty. The reflection of the rocks in the background contrasts with the lovely flowers, and surrounding the whole of it is the refelction of the glorious blue sky. Those rocks provide anchor for the pool and add texture and character. Oh how much I see some of the same images through pondering the moments of my years. I see how the Rock has always been there for me even when I failed to rely on Him. Instead of these flowers I recall faces of the years... teachers, friends, parents and grandparents and all the aunts and uncles and cousins... I recall moments as photographs of picnics and of riding the bike down a country road; I remember smells and sounds and dear voices; I can close my eyes and imagine passing scenes along the roadways of many trips whether short Sunday afternoon trips or longer journeys.
The colors and sounds and smells of celebrations and sorrowful occasions blend with the wildflowers on a set apart hill and the birth of my children; the wonder of meeting my husband of all these years as the memories of special times along the way grow more special to me every day.
Looking into this vast canvas more deeply I begin to see more of the providence of God along the way, weaving the pattern with details that could not have happened by chance. It is in looking through the memories that I can look forward with continued anticipation because I know the faithfulness of God in the fullness of His power and glory.
Looking at the reflections in this pool are a quiet time event. It is in stillness that we see more deeply into the intricate details with growing awareness of the mystery of life. It is delightful to watch rushing mountains streams and feel caught up with excitement that will carry me forward, but without quiet time beside a garden pool I cannot know the lovely nature of all with which I have been gifted. These wonderful moments are jewels, sparkling as the flowers in the garden pool, blessing after blessing that I would miss were it not for set apart times. Looking back fuels delightful anticipation for every new morning. At times it is tempting to set up my tent and stay a while in what seems perfection for my soul. The Lord is still weaving the tapestry of my days and there is still work to do, so I must tarry for only a little while. Just as I gaze at the amazing details in the pool I realize that if I returned they would have changed and present something totally new. My experiences would also be different, my quilt would shine with new jewels through the numbering of my days to gain a heart of wisdom. The pool would still be beautiful in every season and every part of the day in the changing light from sunrise to sunset. God is unchanging but He is constantly at work in me so that I may be changed to blossom in His timing. Knowing this I must move forward with great anticipation while these beautiful images remain to help cheer me along the beautiful way.
I am thankful.